Travel

A Letter to My Grandmother

Today is April 5, 2018. On April 5, 2017, my grandma, my dad’s mother, died. On…
48 Hours of Writer’s Block

It is seven o’clock on Sunday night and I have been on the couch since two…
Spring!

Twice a week, I babysit for an Israeli family. My job is to pick up their…
Four New Scary Things

“Do one thing every day that scares you”? Eleanor Roosevelt didn’t say that. It was probably…
Two Beers on an Empty Stomach

When you eat alone, and the restaurant is empty, you can type on your laptop and…
I’m Writing a Book

I ran down the road, pants down to my knees, screaming, ‘Please, come help me, that…
Five Days of the Longest Week of the Year in Retrospect

December 25 The longest week is December 25-31. Christmas is Christmas, and then it’s the bottom…
I Failed at All My Resolutions

Today is my 27th birthday. My mom just called to tell me that 27 years ago,…
The Wreck

It was my fault. Unfortunately, unlit road and dark stop sign and invisible intersection notwithstanding, it…
The Toilet at Poo Poo Point: a Daydream.

I finished working at 11, so I put some cheese, an apple, and a day-old pistachio-blackberry…
Ashley

It was 2006. I was a pasty, pubescent giantess in the throes of what I was…
How Do You Write About the Suburbs?

How do you write about the suburbs? Right now I’m staying in Puyallup, in the big…